Random Photos (Thursday Doors)
They say money is the root of evil–
what is the price to be paid?–
the benefit, the cost?
We want to leave some kind of legacy–
what has roots that will endure?–
all that remains is stone
Life grows gradually, then suddenly,
reaching upward toward light–
sunflowers open, smile
They say money is the root of evil–
What has roots that will endure?–
sunflowers open, smile
As I’ve noted before, I have lots of photos with no context to them. The top two were taken years ago, on a trip to Chinatown, before I was looking at doors–hence the incomplete door. The sign is intriguing. I wonder how many people obeyed.
I have no idea where or when I took the second set, but I love how the door looks like a body for the unusual guardian. Was it modeled after someone the architect or owner knew?
I think I mentioned before that one of the neighboring brownstones on my street always grows sunflowers and I looked forward to seeing them. And here they are, above–it doesn’t take much to encourage them. A little soil, a lot of rain, and some sun.
And above are some sunflowers from a wedding I attended last summer. Sunflower is Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday kigo word this week.
My poem is supposed to be a garland kimo in answer to Muri’s W3 theme of good vs evil, but I’m not sure it fits the criteria–it has movement for one thing. And the conflict is a bit ambiguous. But perhaps my (actual) snapshots will make up for my lack of proper form.
And don’t forget to visit all the doors at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.
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I always enjoy your blend of doors and poetry .. and this collection is no exception. The middle set of images are my favorite. Enjoy the weekend ahead.
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Thanks Frank. I wish I could remember where I took those photos…
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Wonderful poetry to accompany some very cool photos, Kerfe. I agree that the doorway seems to form a body under the guardian. I like that, a lot. I always enjoy seeing sunflowers. As for the slot, I think I’d ignore the suggestion, unless they were selling fresh vegetables. Some people around here put out veggies and a coffee can for cash. The fact that it seems to work always makes me smile.
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Thanks Dan. I don’t think that coffee can with cash would work around here, but there’s a used book store that has had a box with a slot to pay for the dollar books on their outside shelves for years, so perhaps I’m wrong.
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Enjoyed both words & photos – eco 🌅
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THanks!
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Hi Kerfe, I enjoyed the way you matched your poem to these interesting pictures.
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Thanks Robbie. I’ve accumulated a lot of photos.
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Nice
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the doors and images were excellent but the words you crafted to go with these images were so clever – the money is the root of all evil – than imagining those sunflower roots – and other tidbits – but the peculiarness of the money in slot sign and tall sunflowers near al that concrete – this was so interesting
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Thanks Yvette, what a nice complement. The contrasts on city streets can often be stark. But I love how life always manages to find a place to grow.
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🙂
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Kerfe kudos to you, your garland captures well hopes and dreams…i.e. to be remembered fondly and for good works.
I enjoyed your doors. They are snapshot into daily life. Love the gorgeous sunflowers and your beautiful inclusion of the photos for Colleen’s prompt.
Much respect to you for weaving so well many and challenging prompts, Kerfe. Well done!
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Thanks so much Suzette. I hadn’t thought of it, but random photos are definitely clues to daily life, what caught my eye at the time. Sunflowers always make me smile, too. I’m glad to see Colleen featuring them.
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Wonderful share. Have a great weekend, Kerfe! Cheers.
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I enjoyed all your photos. The sign on the door is great, as is the guardian of the downstairs apartment!
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Thanks Jack. I actually remember thinking of you when I took that photo of the sign on the door. You have a knack for seeing those kinds of things.
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Wow, I like all your images here. Different reasons/responses, but all welcome to my eye. The second, re-looking, says I need rewatch my NOVA episode on visual perception. First glance, my focus onto the face AND I “saw” a full body beneath, not the dark open portal it actually is. Interesting how we fill out our perceptions past what we focus on. Thanks.
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Thanks Neil. I saw that body right away too. I had not thought of it as a portal, but that’s exactly what’s disconcerting about it. Is our body indeed a portal? Could be.
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Love these images and I do love sunflowers – your accompanying words resonate with me. 🙂
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Thanks Janet.
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how well you wrote this. I’m sure it fits the prompt, K. for both prompts.
the sign about leaving money… hehe, funny.
And aren’t those flowers gorgeous? They sure light one up. Gorgeous flowers. Thanks, be well.
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Thanks Selma. Yes, sunflowers always brighten my day.
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I love the sunflowers that have roots to endure.
I can’t decide if I like the guardian, or if it’s kind of creepy, but I can’t stop looking at it. I wonder if the face was someone the artist knew.
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Thanks Merril. I wondered that too–there’s nothing generic about that face.
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You’re welcome, Kerfe.
Definitely not generic.
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Lots of cleverness here!
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Thanks Jacqui.
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Perhaps not exactly on theme but it is lovely nonetheless! I do like your doors and that door with the guardian at first glance made me think the door was his body!!
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Thanks Muri. It is a bit disconcerting; I’m sure that’s why I took the photo way back when.
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I do tend to believe that money is the root of all evil, especially considering the companies which lend their names and financial support to arts institutions…but how do such institutions survive without them? Plenty to ponder here!
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Money has definitely tangled its roots in all of our affairs. Thanks Ingrid.
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What a great post
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Thanks!
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Beautiful
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Thank you!
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I love your poetry accompanying the doors, Kerfe. I also have no reference to many door photos from our travel. The sign of the first door makes me wonder!
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Thanks Miriam. There’s a story that goes with that sign!
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I do sense a conflict: between stone and sunflower. Each is a legacy, I’d say, and ironic that the poem seems to say that the stone is all that’s left and yet that which has roots will endure. To me, that is most challenging image. I’m growing sunflowers this year for the first time, but mine are not the super tall ones. Nonetheless, they are brilliant in the garden, and I have loved their personality. Now I will enjoy thinking of them as a sign of legacy.
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Thanks Maureen. A good legacy, so matter how tall. There are many ways to endure I think.
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Agreed!
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Beautiful poetry and the pictures are wonderful. Thanks 👍👍
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Thanks Kamal.
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You are always welcome Kerfe 😊❤️
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Great poem and photos
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Love the pictures with the sunflowers.🌻
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Thanks Melissa. They are so happy!
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Sunflowers are always such a day-brightener, no matter where I see them!
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They are, always. Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, Kerfe.
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